The El'Jonson Farm

*After several minutes of venturing into the woods, the dreadful sound stopped dead..... catlike eyes stared beyond the gloom, then a cool air stirred the back of the neck. Frozen to the spot, turning the head slowly around, a terrible pair of ruby eyes started back.* AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH- Oh. It's you. Azathoth, man you scared the crap out of me. Long time no see mate, how's it going? And why are you out here in the Forbidden Forest all by yourself? ​

*Pokes Zunar with a tale and recoils from the temperature* Throne! You are freezing. Better get you back inside. Dark Knight will have had dinner ready by now. *Envolopes Zunar in the wing and carries him back*